Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

In Qiushui Town, Wang Yuanwai was anxiously walking around in front of Sanlang Temple, chanting over and over again.

Why haven't you come yet? Why haven't you come yet?

While talking, he frequently looked left and right.

Waiyuan, will Immortal Yan not come?

Someone on the side asked anxiously.

What nonsense are you talking about? Since the immortal elder has already agreed, why didn't he come?

Before Wang Yuanwai could speak, someone beside him couldn't help scolding.

Mr. Wai, it's getting late now, as usual, the brother of God Sanlang should also come.

Now the fairy elder is still gone, what should I do?

However, one person was doubtful, while others were shaken, so another person couldn't help asking.

And how do I know?

Wang Yuanwai was anxious at first, and he couldn't help shouting angrily when he heard the noise.

Immediately, he kept struggling in his heart, and murmured: How would I know? How would I know!

Waiting, it's really impossible...

One of them stammered, and then closed his mouth after half-speaking.

But everyone in the room understood what he meant, and they were silent for a while, their complexions fluctuating under the light of the surrounding lights.

How can it not work?

Just when the waves were surging in everyone's hearts, a ray of light fell down, and a burly and strong man showed his body and shouted angrily.

It was during the day that he beheaded the immortal head of God Sanlang.

His eyes were wide open, his eyes were like a sword scanning the crowd, piercing them with guilt and timidity, they all lowered their heads and stared at their toes, wishing they could shrink into the soil.

Immortal, Immortal Forgiveness, Immortal Forgiveness.

When Wang Yuanwai saw the person coming, he knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed and said: The foolish people are ignorant, and I hope the elders will forgive their sins.

Seeing this, the others knelt down and begged, Excuse me, Immortal...

While he was begging, he suddenly heard a hoot, a white crane flew over, turned around in mid-air, turned into a human body and landed beside the man.

The two were Lingqing and Yan Chixia.

Brother Dao, don't be upset, this is human nature.

Looking at the angry Yan Chixia, Ling Qing couldn't help but comfort her.

He also said to a group of young and old who kept kowtowing.

You don't have to wait, just get up first.

this……

The crowd immediately hesitated when they heard the words.

They saw him transform from a white crane into a human body, and became acquainted with Yan Chixia.

Naturally knowing that he is an extraordinary person, everyone dared not listen to his words, but they were afraid that Yan Chixia would be angry.

In fact, it was Yan Chixia's brutal methods during the day that frightened them into a serious situation.

And just now, under the eyes of the sword, he was almost scared to death.

Watching Yan Chixia's face cautiously for a while, he hesitated and dared not get up.

What are you still doing?

Yan Chixia flicked her sleeves, turned around and walked into the temple without looking at the crowd.

Get up, everyone.

Ling Qing persuaded everyone to get up, turned around and entered the temple, looked at Yan Chixia and said with a smile.

Knowing that brother is strong, but not knowing that brother is so strong.

A group of ordinary people dare not resist when encountering bandits and bandits, let alone demons and evil gods?

It's unknown that they are so soft-boned.

Yan Chixia shook her head and sighed softly when she heard the words, he had traveled all over the years, and he had never seen any kind of person.

It's just that his temperament is such that he can't argue with anger.

Forget it, let's get rid of these evil spirits, a certain family will go, and he will fend for himself.

Yan Chixia flicked her long sleeves, looked up at the rising crescent moon with her hands behind her back and said.

Oh, Brother Dao is wrong.

Seeing him like this, Lingqing shook her head and smiled, You must know that blood must be seen to kill someone, and thorough rescue must be performed to save someone.

What is the right way to be like you?

Oh, how will Brother Dao teach me?

Yan Chixia couldn't help asking when she heard the words.

After getting rid of those evil gods, Brother Dao, let's see how the poor Taoist will behave.

Ling Qing pretended to be mysterious, and said with a trick.

Seeing him, Yan Chixia just smiled and said nothing, knowing that he must have a countermeasure in mind.

The depression in my heart also dissipated a little at the moment, and said with a smile.

Then the certain family will just wait for Brother Dao's methods.

Brother Dao, just wait and see. Now that the evil spirits are coming, I'm poor and wait outside.

In this way, Lingqing fled out of the temple, leaving Yan Chixia alone in the temple waiting for the arrival of the evil spirits.

After all, it is he who wants to do this thing of slaying demons and demons, and Ling Qing is only helping out a little bit, beating up and looting the formation.

With Yan Chixia's ability as a sword fairy, it is easy to deal with a few monsters.

He only hid to the side to protect the surroundings, lest the evil spirits be rampant and wantonly hurt people.

Ling Qing just found a place to hide herself, and after a while, she saw a dark wind Shuo Shuo blowing towards her face from the southern sky, falling directly towards the temple.

It hovered and landed on the ground, showing three or five figures, all of them were in their twenties, with fair looks and stalwart figures.

We are all here, the master Sanlang, why didn't he come to greet him?

One of the leading men was wondering why Saburo didn't come to greet him.

He saw a ray of light shoot out and flashed around his neck.

Afterwards, heads flew up and blood spilled into the sky.

Oh! Who dares!

The rest screamed, pulled out their swords from their waists, and glared around, trying to find out who was in ambush.

But without them looking, Yan Chixia, who was faintly angry, came out.

Without saying a word, he just pointed his sword, and another head flew up.

Swordsman?!

The remaining three people were shocked when they saw this, and they didn't care about the others. They scattered and flew over the courtyard wall, and fled in all directions.

Yan Chixia's flying sword turned again, drawing an arc to connect the heads of the two.

Seeing that the remaining one was about to fly out of the courtyard wall, he couldn't help shouting.

Where to escape?

Just as he was about to fly to catch up, a light curtain appeared and blocked it.

Forgive...

The man panicked, and before he could finish a word, he felt that the scenery in front of him was reversed, and he fell into the dust and completely lost consciousness.

Outside the courtyard, Ling Qing, who was lying in ambush, saw that someone was about to escape, so she flicked the whisk in her hand, and shot a clear light to stop him.

After flying onto the courtyard wall, Yan Chixia's eyes flashed coldly, and a silver thread cut off her head.

Then he took off an old leather pouch and filled the heads one by one on the ground.

The leather pouch swelled quite a bit with the five heads in it, and turned back to its original shape after a while of twisting.

Yan Chixia put away the leather bag, and took out a box from her cuff.

With a move of the hand, a cold light flew over, fell into the box and turned into a leek leaf flying sword.

Brother Dao's method is indeed fierce and fierce, and the poor Daoist is not as good as it.

Seeing that he had finished his work, Ling Qing floated down and praised him.

Yan Chixia put away the box, heard him talking and said with a smile: Where, a certain family is still waiting to see Daoist brother's methods.

Then Daoist brother, let's see.

Speaking of which, Lingqing flicked the fly whisk, and placed all the demons in their original form on the hall, Yu You said loudly.

The evil spirits have been eliminated, come in, young and old.

Then, amidst rustling sounds, a group of people waiting outside the temple pushed and shoved Wang Yuanwai to come in slowly.

I saw a horse, a pig, two dogs, and a bustard in the hall, all of which were as big as colts.

It's just like the Saburo God in the daytime, with no head.

Thinking it was the work of Immortal Yan, they all knelt down and worshiped.

Thank you, Immortal Elder, for your kindness, for eliminating such disasters for me!

Yan Chixia didn't answer, but just looked at Lingqing to see what he would do.